There were great winds in the attic.

The sight of this being was too scary, this thing was too domineering, I was too afraid to look away, too afraid to do... anything.

What was I supposed to do? Bow my head? Stand straight as a soldier?

This thing started laughing, its voice was deep, every sound that came out of it held so much weight.

"Listen young one and listen well, I don't like repeating myself. What year is it?" Said the ominous being.

"It's the year 2025, Sir!" I didn't know how to address it, I thought I should be respectful... it can probably kill me with the flick of its wrist.

"It has been 6,025 years... I've been stuck for so long, yet the time I am released is the time I die." said the being with a gloomy tone.

"6,025 years? May I ask how old the respectable one is?" I said with a freighted tone.

Now I had a rough guess on how old this guy could've been, over 6,000 years old... you don't need a big brain for that. But I wanted to know the exact age because he can be so much greater...

I half-heartedly thought I was going crazy or that I had schizophrenia, but the thing is, whatever I felt, it was real... too real to be all in my head. There is this great being in front of me, someone that's so terrifying that I, for the first time in my life, trembled in fear.

"Me? I am just a meager 10,625 years old..." said the great one.

"Meager," I mumbled under my breath.

"I know I have no right to ask, but may I ask, were you trapped in the ball for all this time?" I said.

"You have great respect child, this way of thinking will allow you to live longer in life. But to answer your question, yes my soul was trapped in the ball for over 6,000 years." said the great one with extreme grief.

"listen young one, I've done a quick recon of how the situation of the planet is, with the eruption of my soul, the great veil will be broken. There Isn't much time for an explanation, my time is nearing its end." said the great one.

"There was a great war, a shadow war— human against the ethereal. This war was dragged on for thousands of years, and now it seems the second climax will start soon. Listen, my time here is short, my friends who were trapped with me are already gone. You will become a challenger, a human who has the power to fight against the ethereal. This war was always a shadow war, the majority of the human race didn't know about this, but now the veil is on the verge of tearing." The great one says this with a terrible amount of sorrow with its words.

The great one speaks with a light shining through its eyes, "Your world will no longer be the same, challengers and humans will now coexist in matrimony, one will no longer hide from the other."

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"Your physique is great for fighting, your head is strong, you have great courage, you have a sense of duty. I Daruma, protector of the Earth, The light of the humans, bless you with the strength needed to protect the humans. You must be vigorous in training, you must be cold to your enemies, but warm to whom you cherish, you must always remember, the survival of the humans always comes first. From this day onwards you, Stephen Wilson, are now a challenger of Earth. May you be prosperous." Daruma released a deep exhale.

With his last breath, my body became lighter and lighter, my vision opened up, thunder shooting across the skies, rain falling faster than it has ever in the years I've been alive, winds strong enough to almost blow our house down... everything settled, Daruma was gone, my body reborn.

*Somewhere in America*

Alarms blaring, sirens blaring, "Defcon 1" the whole intelligence agency is in total shambles.

"Bill! What is happening?! Why is the country set to DEFCON 1!?" Said The President.

Bill was the secretary of the president, whatever information The President is in need of, Bill will take care of it.

"President sir, the sacred veil is on the verge of collapsing. The world will soon be in a rough war," said Bill.

"The veil is torn?" The President, nearly collapsing...

"For thousands of years, we have been trying to end this god-forsaken war, many generations sacrificing their lives, and now many more will have to as well. We've tried so hard for the veil to not tear... what has caused this?" said The President.

"From what we gathered, the ethereal has become too strong for the veil that our ancestors placed. We need more challengers, if not then the fall of the human race is inevitable," said Bill.

"That can't be it, as long as one ancestor lives, the veil will be up... Since the veil is now about to rip... there are no more ancestors guarding the planet, we are on our own now." said The President with extraordinary sorrow.

"Bill, how long until the veil is totally ripped?" says The President.

"1-2 months, give or take a couple of days... What we couldn't get our head around was that there was an estimated 100-200 years left before the veil would rip, how could it suddenly drop that fast?" said Bill.

"It seems as though the last ancestor has suddenly died..." Said The President.

The President remarks, "look, you are right we need new challengers, but how? There can only be so many challengers that come normally."

"Sean, don't you feel that?" said Bill with a surprised face.

*Sean is the presidents real name*

Both The President and Bill together, "The energy levels... It is rising!!"

Challengers are awakened from the ages of 9 and above, but most usually are awoken at 9, as that is their prime to learn their basics. Sadly due to the fact that earth had very little "energy," "chi," "Ki," "aura," (all are the same) there was always a low amount of awaken in the world. This would always end up depowering the humans total output. The humans were always at a disadvantage in power, the only advantage we held was that we had our homefield.

But now, that the veil had a huge tear, energy was flung into the planet, filling the air, filling every plant, every human. The humans now had a chance to build their army to fight off this evil.

"Sean, what will you do?" said Bill.

The President exclaimed, "What will I do? Simple. I will recruit more people, I will send word to the other countries. This world is changing, for the better or for the worse, I cannot tell."

*Back at the house*

Now that you have caught up with everything let me reintroduce myself.

Hello! My name is Stephen Wilson, I'm 20 years old… a total failure as one would say.

Why? Quite simple, I'm bad at almost everything I partake in. Really! It's quite saddening if I'm going to be honest with you.

However, I am what you would call a challenger! Now I don't really know why I was chosen, it's all quite new to me, but if there is one thing that I know of, it is that I have a mother and a cute little sister, whom I cherish too much to let any harm come their way.